Yesterday we met Hess in the Stabford Fox, mm fox. The normal mix of cocktails and humour ensued, then we decided to hit up Spitalfield Markets and got a very nice Mexican from Las Iguanas, during which I trashed the restaurant with a freak wind I conjured by opening the front door to get some cash. Classic. Afterwards we grabbed a pint in Dirty Dicks (haw haw) before hitting the sack.
Today we have been mostly having cheap buffet from the Stratford Yoe Bo, no classy, but cheapish. In the evening we bust out some Jay and Silent Bob. Not quite as funny as I remember, but still of a high calibre.
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